Back again and this time I was “invited” to be my irritatingly optimistic self! Well, maybe not that far, but Lin said there is a lot of understandable trepidation out there and wants me to speak from nearly three years past “legally blind.”
Yes, I am legally blind and, to paraphrase Mark Twain, the reports of my disability are greatly exaggerated. The past three days I have taken three exercise classes, walked the dogs, did all of the laundry, did dishes, made a pot roast (it was yummy, but I take no credit for that. I am at best a basic cook.) and did the vacuuming. I also wrote two psychological reports and several therapy notes and watched about three hours of TV on my iPad.
What could I not do? Drive, see faces at more than two feet and read without assistive technology or my nose on the page. Oh, and open the pickle jar.
Within certain parameters, I have independence, whatever that is.
What is it? The Oxford Dictionary says independence is the state of being independent. (Do you ever wonder about passive-aggressive tendencies in lexicographers?) Independent is the state of being free from outside control, not depending upon others for one’s livelihood and capable of thinking for oneself. There is also “not depending upon something else for strength or effectiveness.”
I have my own funds. To the chagrin of many around me, I am definitely capable of thinking on my own. Am I free from outside controls? No, I doubt anyone can really say that. Living in society requires we be subject to outside controls. That leaves having my own strength and effectiveness and being able to do for myself. There is a qualified check in the positive column there.
Through the grace of God, great people, fantastic technology and general cussedness on my part, it is going to be a very long time before anyone is hauling me off to a care home.
I am capable of just about everything I need to do and I have support for the rest.
Transportation? I have the transit company, a near constant frustration but it generally gets the job done. I have people, some of whom I never thought would help, going out of their ways to take me places. I have become a community project!
And no, I don’t think of myself as a huge burden any more (just a little one). Why? Because people want to help and it makes them feel good.
Reading is accomplished with magnification and audio recordings. If you are legally blind, audiobooks can be free.
Seeing faces is a problem. I am starting to get people trained. And again they can be so sweet. I spontaneously gave a casual acquaintance a hug yesterday. She sought me out across the room and was within inches of me so I could see her. People try so hard! Or at least they try if they see you trying.
Somewhere I read people with sight loss are more likely to become depressed if they do not learn to use available technology and if they have additional disabilities. It would appear the lesson is if you use your resources and avoid the debilitating influences you can avoid, you can maintain your independence. It might not look exactly like it did before, but things will be pretty close. You can get there, you can read and you can see close and/or magnified faces. You are on your own with the pickle jar. I can NEVER open those!
Written October 29th, 2018
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